Me: boll naa jaldi sey bol, warnaa choky nahi milegiNeha: achiiii :) [vo muskurakar dere sey kehne lagi ]Me: mai man hi man mee kush hone laga aur bed...par padi 10 rupee ka note nikalkar use dikaya aur kaha, chal kheltey hai , ye paisey mai chupa lungaa aur tumee dundna hogaa..Neha: teek hai [usne hastey hastey ha me ha milaya aur anken band kardi]Me: ready 1 2 3 .. )mane jan buj kar lungi uataya puraa aur lund har hath rak kar upar nechey karne laga , nehaa aneken band karli par use dik raha. .well...sort of understand how a woman might be attracted to another woman. Do you know what I mean?" Sure." I mean especially if there aren't any men around or anything. Women need affection, you know, and I can see how two women could turn to each other in a time of need. It wouldn't necessarily make them lesbians would it?" I don't see how." I mean, they still love men and everything." Of course they do." It's just that women need AFFECTION, damn it. I need it. YOU need it." I need it?" Damn. ’ ‘Stay here, I’ll ask someone if you can go.’ the kid cop suggested. When he turned his back I followed him deeper into the house. I got a glimpse inside the living room door before anyone noticed me. There was a woman on the floor. The absence of any blood convinced me that she had probably been strangled. Just about anything else would leave blood. Even poisoning would most likely leave a puddle of vomit. My guess was strangulation. ‘Hey, get that woman the hell out of my crime scene,’ one. She was giving me an ultimatum. If I didn't want to lose her I would have to start being more comfortable with our romance. I could start proving this to her by kissing her in public. She knew there was a young couple sitting on a bench nearby us. They were probably students at our university. I looked at Miss Morgan, who held my hands, hoping I would kiss her. I closed my eyes and leaned into her. She met me halfway. I touched my lips to her. Our mouths opened, our tongues darted against.